I just really longed to do music that reflected me as an adult and music that I thought was for other adults.
A personal offense is like a scratch on a phonograph record. I couldn't move my thoughts beyond my pain. It kept repeating, as if I were stuck within its grooves. There was only one way to play beyond it. I had to forgive them, so my heart could take its form again.
I wrote a great deal... but very little of any importance; there are not more than four of five papers which I can still remember with some satisfaction.

